In the interest of getting used to
being in the house since Kitty's passing I have started rearranging.
When you move things, you move energy. Whether you believe in Feng
Shui, or not, you know you feel more comfortable in some places than
others. Crowded little dusty cluttery places are are not motivating
me to work, they are making me lazy!
The grieving period is still in
full effect, I sobbed the first day, removed her things the second.
Erasing “cat food & cat litter” from the grocery board was
surprisingly hard, it made it seem so permanent. Although, I am
almost positive she switched bodies with Puppy when Puppy was so
sick...can't prove it yet.
Little things like putting clothes on the
bed and having a thought about Kitty laying on them, she won't. Or
doing laundry and throwing things on the bed and wondering if I'll
hit Kitty, I won't. I feel like I'm in a good place now. It's an
opportunity to live a litter-box free life for the first time in my
life (I have always had cat(s), even growing up), and I could finally
take the baby gates down that gave her refuge from the Mutt Pack. I
have more space. Hooray.
It's good to mix things up, change your
timeline, do something different and see how it affects your day. I
have been taking different streets lately, and doing things in a
different order, and at new times of day. The computer is back in
the library right now, I like to work in here, I feel grounded and
inspired. The Living Room is not conducive to thinking. There are
too many electronics, and the couch is very low and I have to slump
over. In here, I can lean back, lean back, do the Rockaway...
Will
I still cry later, maybe, but I feel that, for once, I faced
something immediately, and felt it. It hurt, but I did it. The
mystery now is what is bothering my belly? It's been two weeks and I
still feel funky. I thought it was stress of sick Puppy, then of
departed Kitty...maybe it is. Maybe it's “coming up to come out”.
Have a great day, try something new!
Kitty's baby picture: She is between my legs, Selena is in my arms, this was 16+ years ago. I haven't aged a day. ;)
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